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Tell ‘Em Large Marge Sent Ya!
All of these moments that I’ve let slip through my fingertips
All of the words that I’ve wasted on you are wearing fast
Let’s just work it out
Let’s try to get it right
Let’s just give ourselves the rest of the night
All of these words don’t mean one goddamn thing if I’m talking to myself
All of these days are just wasted away when I'm spending them by myself
Let’s just work it out
Let’s try to get it right
Let’s just give ourselves the rest of the night
One more time
Let’s do it right
We’ve got the time
We’ll talk all night
One last day
We’ll do it right
We’ll say goodbye
We’ll try to get it right
Let’s walk home, singing all those songs we know
And talk about the days gone by and talk about the lives we’ve lived
Let’s just work it out
Let’s try to get it right
Let’s just give ourselves the rest of the night
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Pull Me Down
02:09
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I wanna die.
I fight to keep my eyes open most of the time.
I wanna die.
I just don’t know if I can face the day again.
But I hope that this makes sense
It’s not your fault, it’s all my bullshit
That I dragged along, and I’m at the end of my rope
Is there anybody out there?
Is anybody listening
Does anybody even care at all?
I’m waiting for the blackout
It’s Dark in here
I’m reaching out for someone’s hand to pull me down
Today I smoked my 10th last cigarette
The paper burned down to my fingertips
But these vices are all I've got
They’ve been with me for so long
No they’re all but gone
I’m all used up
Is there anybody out there?
Is anybody listening
Does anybody even care at all?
I’m waiting for the blackout
It’s Dark in here
I’m reaching out for someone’s hand to pull me down
Is there anybody out there?
Is anybody listening
Does anybody even care at all?
I’m waiting for the blackout
It’s Dark in here
I’m reaching out for someone’s hand to pull me down
To pull me down
To pull me down
Pull me down.
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I’ve been stumbling through these halls,
Hoping that I’ll some answers
I’ve been stumbling through the years,
Hoping that I’ll find some stability
Everyday is another battle.
Fighting tooth and nail just to survive.
I’ve been fighting this pain in my head,
For so long that I don’t know myself
On and on, it’s the same old story
Another day another week another year
On and on, we just keep on struggling
We can’t thrive we just survive
On and on, make a voice make a sound
Everyone is staring at you so be sure to make it count
On and on, be sure to get it right
Don’t lose hope and don’t give up the fight
Scrape open my eyes so I can finally see
That there's more to this life than redundancy
So get me out of bed dressed and through that front door
I'm gonna tackle this world like I've never before
And I don't give a fuck what you think of my friends
We live our lives without regret to the end
This message ringing loud and clear in my ear
Today is a new day and I'll start it living my way
I'll start it living my way
I'll start it living my way
Today is a new day
I'll start it living my way
Today is a new day
I'll start it living my way
Today is a new day
I'll start it living my way now
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Empty Casings
03:42
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What ever happened to the optimist in you?
Broke down shattered and now its gone
You've been in bed for weeks, clinging to your sheets
These days are getting harder to face
Where did purpose go?
You're hanging out windows
Come back inside because it's getting cold
You never wanted this, you think you won't be missed
When an empty casing is found next to you
Don't let go when the walls are caving in
Just reach out it will get better
Don't let go when you're feeling dead inside
This is not your time
You've gotta take control
Step up and play your role
Living at the mercy of your vices
You used to be my friend
Now you're just pretend
Don't be alone with your thoughts now
You've gotta get back, your life back on track
Mental outlook isn't where it used to be
Negativity and inconsistency
There are better ways to live your life
Don't let go when the walls are caving in
Just reach out it will get better
Don't let go when you're feeling dead inside
This is not your time
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Modern Family Problems
03:10
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Dear Mom and Dad I swear I'm not alright
I'm driving this car one way into a lake tonight
In a blaze of glory we're all going down
What we've lost this time can not be found
What we've lost this time can not be found
Let's crack open beers and talk politics
Exploding differences as this time bomb ticks
Right about this time you'll kick me out of your house again
This is becoming more than just a trend
This is becoming more than just a trend
Same Irish Catholic bullshit here we go again
These double standards for all these years I've condemned
So wash your hands in holy water and drink their wine
It was Kool-aid for all this time
It was Kool-aid for all this time
Push comes to shove, we abandon love
Our stubborn ways, our portrait fades
Modern family problems, our silence won't solve them
I'm giving up
This can't be how its gotta be
Remember when we were happy?
No fighting with one another, we got along with each other
Now everybody drinks too much
Irish blood and alcohol are a crutch
Put the bottle down and think clearly
These words I sing sincerely
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Freight Bandits Kalamazoo, Michigan
Established during the summer of 2014, Freight Bandits are a punk rock band from Kalamazoo that pays homage to 90's and early 2K's punk rock by writing and performing original music as well as preforming the occasional cover song. Freight Bandits offer a refreshing departure from the status quo by believing that having fun is the driving force of their purpose as musicians. ... more
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